February

Is it just February that makes folks a bit crazy? I thought it was just me. Then, I thought maybe it was those of us who live in the dark and cold of interior Alaska. Then, as more and more friends shared the news that they too were grouchy, tired, cynical and downright yucky, I realized that it must be February. February the month of Valentines, presidents and my birth. Maybe my turning 40 is infecting everyone I know. That alone is sending me into a bit of a tither.

It's the month where I want to go to bed, snuggle deep into the covers and wake up to spring. I want sunshine, energy, warmth, the thought of a summer without grading.

As my father said, "it's good to want things."

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